As you walk inside the underground Holding on the strap of your backpack You watch the man next to Calmly reading his morning book In your suit hiding your difference Looking calm with eyes from another You hide your real aim As you travel on your work today And you shout out And you jump out And you jump out of the train From your neck dripping Pearls of sweet Lodging between your shirt And your neck and You know you're not the same Hiding as a mouse on the train Under your shirt another Skin than The neighbour standing next to Muting and commuting On your way to heaven today And you shout out And you jump out And you jump out of the train People are looking at you They think you're a terrorist, they're scared The fire, the fire The fire, the fire Is burning, is burning Is burning, is burning The fire The fire The fire Is burning within The fire, the fire The fire, the fire Is burning, is burning Is burning, is burning The fire, the fire Is burning within